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tony yayo – queens anthem lyrics

[feat. nyemiah supreme, landlord, ox & lexx 9 eleven]

[tony yayo:]
el chapo uh
southside

twin glocks call em morris 10’s
cause all the hate start coming money pouring in
my life is like a movie, a mellow drama
the usual suspects is always in the line up
lil mama think she nicki minaj, barbie
i move the things like labarbie
strategically i make moves, so thorough
deniro and raging bull pedal to the metal
3’s company 2 girls jack tripper
hypothermia cause my neck off the glitter
papaer plates on european objects
got this n-gg- running zig zags through his projects

[nyemiah supreme:]
yayo know gotta stay low
bad b-tch lil devil with a halo
queens slow up to team got nuts for the green
aim high head shots head boy make a bedrock
no need for the keys gotta deadlock
who’s hot, these hoe’s drive like vegas nevada
for real try a little harder
i don’t get it rodney the barber
i’m speeding drop top season
top reason why he’s leaving
competing ma you tweeting
i’m winning just the beginning
no stopping how i’m popping
i hold weight you see these bars i’m dropping

[landlord:]
brings your cams out cause this sh-t right here a killer
got em screaming for jacksons like the black girl gotta thriller
a queens trapper, you see the moneys what my teams after
my lifes the movie shooter gotta bobby lee swagger
the nicest baller in the game n-bodies stickin em
eagles in the green 7 now we mike vicking em
from beans to gallardos a g told hold your car note
a wildcat pointing for the green like i’m rondo

[ox:]
everything i own homes my pride possesion
came from some wild dreads and live 5 connections
4 k a day hustle 3 days a week
i only give muxic the change but what’s a hunnid k advance
i do that sh-t in no time
do it like jamaicans at the dancehall on my slow grind
no credit, bunch of dead presidents co-sign
bad b-tches oh she like a summance she so fine
i’m betting you don’t know dimes
f-ck is n-gg-s dreaming, if everybody winning
then who the f-ck is charlie sheen
you and your man flipping birds
oh he’s kel and kenan
even worse you’s a smoker
you should jump through the roof
you smoke crack waste time

[lexx 9 eleven:]
i don’t waste time arguning with these new rap n-gg-s
thinking they might blow
they wanna go audio i’d rather let the auti go
northside the 40 no guns taller than shawty lo
white flying spur jen-bi san antonio
n-gg-s won’t approach you but thugging and through some pro tools
little n-gg-s beef ain’t real i call it tofo
queens know i’m heavy know through all the back blocks
lexx 9 eleven heart made outta that black box
blow a b-tch socks and i don’t break a cent on loot
these b-tches blow me like hot soup cause i’m the truth
headed a track meet miss me with all that rap beef
queen’s still gettin that money that’s why you aggy

- tony yayo lyrics

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